Jiang Yue's head suddenly raised. Does the master suspect that someone deliberately killed Master Sang?
His throat was dry and it took him a while to make a sound.
"My subordinate asked Master Sang's maid. At that time, Master Sang asked to go for a walk in the yard. The wintersweet in the garden was in full bloom. Master Sang was attracted to it out of curiosity. Who knew that a cat suddenly jumped out from the rockery and frightened her?
Jump.……"
Jiang Yue had also doubted whether the cat was the problem, but wild cats appeared in Jiang's house from time to time, and it was not unusual to see them in the yard.
"What happened to the cat?"
Even a wild cat should find it. If he hadn't asked, Jiang Yue would have continued to hide it.
Sannu is dead, but those who want to harm her must be caught.
Jiang Yue felt timid and swallowed a few times, then he lay on the ground and admitted his mistake.
"I'll let someone go check it out."
This matter should have been investigated after Sangnu's accident, but when she died of poison, Jiang Yue thought that death is like a light going out. Even without this cat, she might not be able to survive. In addition, Sangnu died after her death.
His body was stolen again, and Jiang Yue's people went to look for the coffin, not to mention checking the cat.
Who knew the master would blame him?
Jiang Yue only regrets now. If he had been smarter and more cautious, he might not have encountered so many things.
"How's it going with Aunt Zhao?"
Jiang Zhe suddenly spoke, his eyes slightly closed, his eyes as dark as ink, and his low voice made it difficult to distinguish his emotions.
The topic suddenly turned to Aunt Zhao, and Jiang Yue didn't know what he wanted to ask.
"When Master Sang was giving birth, Aunt Zhao came to watch for a while. Later, Master Sang died of poison, and Aunt Zhao was exhausted and went back to the inner courtyard to rest."
Aunt Zhao was the most suspicious about Sang Nu, but Jiang Yue couldn't say this.
Without Master Sang, there is only Aunt Zhao as the mistress in the backyard. Even if Jiang Yue doesn't like her, he doesn't dare to offend her.
"I know, just find out about the cat."
"yes."
Jiang Zhe closed his eyes. There were Sangnu's shadows everywhere in the outer courtyard. The sky had darkened and the lights outside were dim. The whistling wind was making people confused. The child's weak cry carried to his ears along with the wind.
Jiang Zhe's hand holding the chair suddenly tightened, leaving a few shallow fingerprints on it.
The woman who would call him "General" is gone.
Jiang Zhe's eyes were a little hot, hidden in the darkness, and a sad smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
On the back wall of the inner courtyard, a black shadow sneaked in quietly at night.
He took a shovel in his hand and stepped on the snow. His eyes lit up when he saw the newly buried traces, and he dug up the soil under his feet in a few clicks.
Isn't it the body of the white cat hidden inside?
A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he bent down to lift the white cat up. He dusted off the dirt on it. There was a bruise on the cat's neck, and its two blue eyes were open, looking strange and scary in the darkness.
"It's quite cruel. What a pity for such a well-behaved cat."
The man in black clicked his tongue, took out an earring from his arms, opened the white cat's claws and stuffed it in. After doing everything, he buried the cat in it again, climbed over the wall and left.
If Aunt Zhao were here, she would definitely find that the earring is the one she always wears.
After Sang Nu died, the happiest person in the house was Aunt Zhao.
She had already heard Jiang Zhe's return, and Aunt Zhao knew that he must be dealing with Sang Nu's matter at this moment. Anyway, the bitch had died of poison, and she no longer had to compete with others for favor.
Not to mention that she is pregnant with Jiang Zhe's child, so it is not easy for her to go to the outer courtyard to get bad luck.
Aunt Zhao was served by the maid and drank a bowl of bird's nest. She nestled comfortably on the imperial concubine's couch, closing her eyes and listening to the little maid singing.
This little maid had a good voice, like a lark, and she sang a Jiangnan ditty beautifully.
Jiang Zhe came over and saw this scene. Sannu had just passed away, but she was enjoying it here. The man's face was dark, and the sound of his footsteps became heavier unconsciously.
Aunt Zhao was awakened, opened her eyes and saw the dark face of the man in front of her. She was shocked, but soon a gentle smile appeared on her face.
"My husband is back, please bring me a pot of hot tea."
She quickly stood up and personally helped Jiang Zhe sit down.
"There was a war in the military camp, and I have been worried about you. I hope you come back safely, so I can rest assured."
As she said this, she picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes. What was originally the most gentle and virtuous look in Jiang Zhe's eyes now became pretentious.
Jiang Zhe avoided her hand, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.
Once there is a gap in the heart, the love before can never be restored.
Jiang Zhe came over to see her attitude, but Aunt Zhao still disappointed him.
He didn't touch the tea that Aunt Zhao had brought to him. After Aunt Zhao persuaded him to stay, Jiang Zhe returned to the outer courtyard with a cold face.
As soon as the person left, there was the sound of a cup breaking in the room.
"That bitch is dead, but she still won't let me go!"
Why should she let Jiang Zhe feel sad for her? He is just a toy who cannot be put on the stage. He will die when he dies. How dare he affect the relationship between her and Jiang Zhe.
Aunt Zhao's face turned red with anger and she held the handkerchief tightly in her hands. Aunt Zhao was afraid that she would burn with anger, so she quickly comforted her.
"Master, the general has just passed away. It is reasonable for the general to be angry. Anyway, she is no longer a threat to you. The bastard born to that little bitch is short-lived. When the child in your belly is born, everything in this house will
Isn’t it yours and my little master’s?”
"What mama said is that I am anxious."
Just because of the child in her belly, the position of the hostess of the Jiang Mansion is more secure than anyone else.
Jiang Zhe felt the cold wind blowing in the outer courtyard for a while, and the sky has turned gloomy. It has been snowing these days and the clouds are dense. It is obvious that tomorrow will be another snowy day.
He didn't even see Sannu's last face. Jiang Zhe felt disappointed and went to the next room to take a look at the child.
Today he was coaxed to take some milk. His little face was red, there were wet tears at the corners of his eyes, and he was sucking his thumb in his small mouth. He looked very cute.
Jiang Zhe didn't know that there was a smile in his eyes, so he hesitated for a few times and stretched out his fingers to poke his face. The little guy frowned and then turned his head away.
"Oh."
A bit stubborn.
"master.……"
Jiang Yue came in and whispered, for fear of disturbing the infant child.
"explain."
"The white cat was found."
Jiang Yue's tone was a little unnatural. He didn't expect that this cat was really related to the master of the inner courtyard. What did this mean? It meant that Master Sang's death was not an accident.
Hearing his subordinate's words, Jiang Zhe turned around sharply.
"Go to the study."
Before he left, he did not forget to cover the little one with a quilt. There was a charcoal basin in the room, and he did not feel cold. Jiang Zhe felt a little relieved.
In the study, Jiang Yue brought up the body of the white cat. Next to it was a pearl earring.
Jiang Zhe narrowed his eyes when he saw the earring.
